In spite of himself, and what they were discussing, Jonas managed to crack a smile. "I turned 86 this past Valentine's Day," he said. "So I thank you for the compliment." Hence why he'd told her to sit down, figuring it might be easier for her. If she wished to stand, he would not stop her. This time. "That would be because we are not human. We are - something more." He paused. "I do not think Emogen knew, at the time, what Nathaniel was. She knew though that had a calling." The soldiers, it was always soldiers with Nathaniel. Jonas was proud of his son for that, even while he knew it led to his death.